Tag: nature

riding the wave

I was staring that blank Monday morning stare, silently waiting for my coffee to brew when I noticed the sign, tucked in a box labeled Pick me ups. Stenciled on a bright yellow background, in mismatched lettering, it said: Do What You Love. I looked around…

spread the word

“I just need something that packs well and I can wear a lot. Like every day, a lot.” “…Every day?” The girl questioned, raising her eyebrow. Probably not something the salespeople at Anthropologie hear very often. Which is how she became the first of many…

and that’s just the beginning

A year ago today, I starting hiking the AT. A year from today, I’ll be hiking the PCT.

tiny moving dots

So I received a depressing email last week: Dogg – how’s consulting life treating you? Looks like it’s killing your blog post game. Still living the dream? Just my boss’s way of checking up, wondering if going back to work had sucked the soul…

six things @ 1217.8 miles

   The trick to successfully completing a somewhat monotonous 2,189.2 mile hike without going completely insane is setting and celebrating a boatload of mini milestones. And Emily and I have spent the past few days in an everlasting high-five. We practically bounced out of…

creature fear

  After spending 40+ nights with your tent, you begin to think of it as a permanent home, with homelike qualities. Four crooked walls, a place to lay your weary head, a tiny, smelly bubble, protecting you from the outside world. You start to…

i smell like an onion

  I worked at a lively campus sports bar back in college. As part of opening the bar every Sunday, I’d set up the condiment bar with the usual Wisconsin suspects: giant tubs of horseradish, relish, pickles, mayo, onions, spicy mustard, etc. I’d carry…

pebbles & bam-bam

   Total Miles: 62.3 Favorite piece of gear: trekking poles, hands down A few years ago, I fell off a small ladder attempting to turn on an air conditioning unit in a hostel in Buenos Aires whilst drunk, and awkwardly landed on my foot….

the lifejacket diaper

A few Labor Days ago, I went camping up in the Boundary Waters with my friend Adam, who graciously introduced me to the joys of the Lifejacket Diaper. If you are unfamiliar, the Lifejacket Diaper is exactly what it sounds like: an upside down…

my human catalyst

If one person can completely change the course of your life twice with only ten words and one question, my human catalyst is Emily. The same relatively-a-stranger-friend/coworker Emily who recounted magical tales of dog-sledding adventures, packed with dancing northern lights, snow-drenched trees and the…